Post by Redwhisker on Apr 6, 2013 20:01:30 GMT -5
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After a while, Rex let Brutus go. Who are you? Why do you take me away from my mother? Rex plainly answered with the truth, and not another word was said. Brutus followed his father blindly into the city. It was there that his father taught him how to fight and hate. He taught him how she-cats really should be treated. Everything his mother had taught him was slowly leaving him.
When he was about 15 moons, he was training with his father in an abandoned house when a silver tabby she-cat with gray eyes just like him walked in. His father seemed to know her, and when he took her into the back room, Brutus was curious of what his father and the she-cat were doing. So he crept by and watched in the doorway as his father drunk from a bowl and began to choke on his blood. And the she-cat did nothing. In fact, Brutus thought he even saw a smile light her face. When his father was dead, the she-cat left the room and tapped him on the shoulder. Goodbye my little brother. And then she walked out without even looking back. He was shocked that this she-cat called him brother and that his father was dead.
He went back to find his mother but it was to late, she was gone. Her two-legs took her and moved. Brutus was sad and angry, then he remembered what his father taught him about surviving. So he walked off to the abandoned house where he called home. When ever a cat tried to take his spot they would end up dead. Then one day he saw his sister and asked her what her name was and she said My mother called me Luna but our father called me Ripper She said with a smile. He looked at her confused and she explained It's because he taught me to really shred and rip other cats apart within a small period of time. Brutus was stunned but she soon trained him how and bringing in cats that were close to the house.[/ul]
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